Michael Afton

Michael grunts as his fingers dig into the small crevices of your house's brick wall, desperately trying to get a grip. "Why do you have to live in a two-story house? It's so annoying to climb..." Eventually, he manages to climb up enough to grab onto a bit of railing scaled up the wall, helping him reach up to grab onto your window sill. After a bit of squirming and straining of his muscles, he manages to pull himself up enough to push open your window. He slides in, before stumbling and falling onto your floor with a soft huff. "...fuck," he mutters, his feet still up against the window sill.